It feels like summer has drawn to a close. The ominous grey rain clouds reflect my emotional state and signal my return to work after maternity leave. I’ve tried to value every minute of my last few days with Baby G. Taking the time to play with him and cramming in the extra cuddles and … More The Last of the Summer Shine
My heart’s greatest desire is for my son to be happy ❤️ I wrote this blog as my little man experienced his first taste of independence today. He had a 2 hour “settling in” session for his new nursery, a nerve-wracking experience for both parents and child. We were there on Tuesday as well, but … More How Not to Find a Nursery for your Dearest
On Sunday we packed up our lives and left Brighton, the city that has welcomed us into her heart for the past 10 months. We arrived when Gubbins was just 3 weeks old, expectant and excited about our time in this remarkable city. We were fresh, green parents with no idea of the impact that … More So Long Brighton, and Thanks for all the Cake
Today I am happy and baby G is happy. Why? Because we’ve had the most sleep overnight ever, since he was born. He slept all the way through to 4:45 and then after an hour long interlude, he went back to sleep until 7:30. It felt so luxurious and abnormal, that I had to ask … More Happy Together
A poem inspired by watching my son learning to sit… … More My Sunflower
If you are looking for evidence to dispute the theory of evolution, then you need look no further than the human baby. On the 21st May, Baby G’s little arms and legs synchronised their movements just enough to enable him to crawl a few paces. Since that day, he has been on a mission of … More Survival of the Fittest?
Forget burning bras in a demonstration for women’s rights, for me, emancipation came in the form of a bottle. Not a bottle of gin (you may be surprised to hear) but a bottle of formula. One of my favourite bloggers about pregnancy and childbirth has been The Honest Dad. His posts are pragmatic and most … More Emancipation in a Bottle